Porcupine Ridge Through hollow lands and hilly lands

Comprehension and excitement painted across her face as she listened to Saena's pitch about her pack. It sounded badass, safe and completely in line with what Vixen had decided she needed in her life. The comfort of a pack to back her up, fresh food on her table and others to run beside her to catch it. Vixen had rarely ever truly bonded with anyone before, her life a dull and violent scene ever before breaking free from Tortuga, but now perhaps she was ready to really become part of something again... She was willing to try.

Ye got it, cap'n she finally decided, seeing discipline and hierarchy only as a natural and necessary aspect of every group. With those words she had just taken Saena as her commander, and as such she would abide by her law. Warbone would be no different if he showed as much promise as his co-boss, and the rest of the pack would get to know what Vixen was made of. Th' name's Vixen, by th' way she added, realizing that there had been no time for a proper introduction.